Half an hour later, the nurses wheeled Long Lin out in a bed. The child’s head was swathed with bandages. His tiny figure lay in the large bed. It was a particularly heart-wrenching sight.
“How’s Lin’er?” Long Sijue looked at the doctor with a grim expression.
“He hurt his forehead. Other than that, there’s no other external injury. We still have to keep observing his situation. Once he wakes up, we’ll do some tests to determine if he has a concussion. From what I see, he looks alright for now,” the doctor answered.
Long Xiluo looked down at her son. His eyes were shut tight. She held his small hand in hers and felt a suffocating pain in her chest. She finally realized how important this child was to her!
The nurses took Lin’er to his ward. Long Xiluo glanced at Long Sijue and followed the child.
There was still no news about Elder Long. The rest of the family kept waiting outside the emergency room.
Another hour passed, just as everyone was beginning to grow anxious and impatient, the door to the emergency room finally opened.
The family members walked over. Long Aotian was at the front. He asked, “Doctor, how’s my father doing?”
The doctor removed his surgical mask and said, “His left leg is fractured. His head suffers from heavy trauma. Besides, the old master has some cardiovascular diseases, to begin with. He is still in critical condition.”
“You must do your best to save my father! Please!”
In that instant, Long Aotian was feeling conflicted. If Elder Long never regained consciousness, he would be the master of the household… but Elder Long was his father after all. He could not bear to watch him die.
“Understood,” the doctor said.
Ten minutes passed, the nurses wheeled the old master out of the emergency room. The family looked at the unconscious old man who was lying in bed. Their emotions and thoughts varied. They all followed him and headed to the ward.
Long Beiqing called out to Long Sijue. He furrowed his brows as he watched the nurses wheel the old man away and asked, “Sijue, what do you think about this?”
Long Sijue did not speak. Long Beiqing continued, “Someone must be behind this. Who did this? What’s the person’s motive? Deep down, everyone has a guess.”
“We must contain this news, or else it would affect your election.”
“Your engagement with Lan Qingcheng…”
“Rest assured that this matter will not affect your election.” There was a sharp glint in Long Sijue’s eyes.
“I trust you… let’s go check on our grandfather.” Long Beiqing patted him on the shoulder.
The two men walked towards Elder Long’s ward together.
…
Su Qianxun was very worried about Elder Long and Lin’er, so she called Long Sijue on the phone.
When Long Sijue received a phone call from Su Qianxun, he was not surprised. Knowing her, she would definitely be worried.
“Hello?”
“How are the old master and Lin’er doing? Is it serious?” Su Qianxun sounded very concerned.
“Lin’er injured his forehead. He hasn’t woken up… my grandfather’s situation is a more serious condition. He’s still in the critical situation.”
Hearing that, Su Qianxun felt an ache in her chest. She stayed silent for a second before asking, “Can I… can I go visit them? If it’s not much of a hassle for you…”
Long Sijue hesitated for a moment.
“I’m sending a car to get you.” Long Sijue’s Adam’s Apple bobbed slightly. Listening to her soft voice, he felt as though his heart was filled with a lump of cotton.
“Okay.”
After Su Qianxun hung up the phone, she heaved a long sigh. She considered buying Lin’er a gift. As for Elder Long, she probably wouldn’t need to buy him a present. But she still needed to offer him some words of comfort.
As she thought about them, she grabbed her backpack and put it on. She told Aunt Zhang and her younger brother that she would head out for a while before running out of the house.
